There I sat, surrounded by the dim lights and a table littered with delicious treats. My heart raced as I anticipated the arrival of my special guest - the one whose desires I was about to fulfill tonight.
A knock on the door signaled their arrival, and I hesitated only for a moment before opening it. There they were, standing before me in all their excitement. In unison, we stepped inside and closed the door behind us, a shared understanding of the taboo nature of our encounter washing over us both.
Without further delay, I slowly unbuttoned my shorts and slid them down, revealing the jiggling mass of flesh that hung between my legs. My rolls of fat quivered slightly in anticipation as I moved towards the table, every step causing my flesh to jiggle.
I grabbed one of the pies from the table and positioned myself on the edge of it, my plump bottom hanging just above the tabletop. Slowly, I leaned forward, pushing my cheeks apart to reveal the tight ring of my asshole. The heat from my body radiated outward, warming the pie and causing its filling to ooze out slightly.
My eyes met my guest's, and I could feel the fire burning brightly within them. With a gentle push, I released the pie from my grasp, watching as it fell through the tight ring of fat that was my asshole and disappeared from view. With a satisfied groan, I leaned back against the table, panting slightly as the pie settled deep within me.
"What do you think?" I asked breathily, my voice tinged with desire. "Does it look...appealing?"
My guest couldn't tear their eyes away from the sight of the pie poking out from between my cheeks. They licked their lips nervously before nodding, their voice little more than a whisper. "Yes...it looks amazing."
As the words left their mouth, a wave of pleasure washed over me. It was exactly what I wanted to hear - confirmation that my fantasy was real, and that my guest truly desired what I was offering them. Slowly, I began to pull the pie back out of my asshole, inch by agonizing inch, savoring the sensations as each piece of the pie slipped free from my tight grasp.
When the last bite was finally in my hand, I presented it to my guest, my fingers stained with the sticky filling. Eyes closed, they took the offering from me, their fingers trailing through the remnants of the pie as they brought it to their lips. I watched, heart racing, as they took the first bite, their eyes opening wide in surprise mixed with pleasure as the warm, rich flavors exploded on their taste buds.
"Mmmm," they moaned, their voice deep and husky. "It's even better than I imagined."
The compliment sent a shiver of delight down my spine, and I couldn't help but lean forward, offering them another bite. This time, they didn't hesitate. Instead, they opened their mouth wide and eagerly accepted the offering, their tongue darting out to lap up every last drop of the sweet, savory pie filling.
As they consumed each bite, I felt a sense of power coursing through me. This was my fantasy, my desire being played out before me, and I reveled in every moment of it. When they finally finished off the last morsel, they looked up at me, their eyes bright with excitement.
"Now," I murmured, my voice heavy with desire, "I want you to take care of this ass for me."
Without further prompting, they moved around the table, their eyes never leaving mine as they knelt down behind me. Their fingers tentatively traced the lines of fat that rimmed my asshole, causing goosebumps to rise on my skin.
"I'm here for you, Tastey," they whispered, their breath hot against the back of my neck. "Tell me what you want."
And so, I let myself indulge in my fantasy further. I told them what I wanted them to do with their tongue and their fingers, my voice low and demanding. As I felt their attention shift to my asshole, I closed my eyes, lost in the sensation of their touch. Their tongue darted out, circling my tight entrance, driving me wild with desire.
When they finally eased their tongue inside of me, I moaned loudly, my body shuddering with pleasure. They continued to lap at my insides, sucking on my taste buds and sending waves of euphoria coursing through my veins. It was everything I could've asked for, and more.
As the session drew to a close, I leaned back against them, my heart pounding in my chest. Their hands moved up to cup my massive breasts, their fingers brushing against my nipples, sending delicious shivers down my spine. They kissed the back of my neck, their lips leaving a trail of soft kisses that lingered long after they had gone.
Leaning forward, I wiped away the remaining traces of pie filling from my ass and slowly pulled up my shorts. One last look in the mirror confirmed that I still looked just as good – if not better – than before. Smiling to myself, I headed towards the kitchen to clean up, already anticipating the next time I could indulge in this most taboo of fantasies.
